Next semester

This is my schedule

MWF

Abstract Algebra 10-11am
Great Neglected Diseases 11am-12pm
Modern Geometry 2-3pm
GND Lab 3-5pm (M only)

TH

20 Cent. Amer. Lit. 12:30-1:45pm


And that's it! Nice and easy



Math GRE is tomorrow morning. I'm basically terrified; a heck of a lot rests on this one test.

Stress and money; money and stress. Blech

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So, I thought I was going to have my classes dropped on Wednesday, but they were...not. I was lucky enough to persuade the business office to give me until next week for my loan paperwork to come through. Whew.

This is the schedule as of now:

MWF
Probability/Statistics 11am-12pm
Intro to Speech 1pm-2pm
Real Analysis 2pm-3pm

TH
Tennis 12:30pm-1:45pm
Western Literary Tradition 2pm-3:15pm

And then I plan working in Multimedia 9-11 MWF and 9-12 TH
And then I plan on tutoring 3-6 MW (lab closes early on F) and 4-6 TH

busybusybusy
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    The Number 12 Looks Like You

since I have affirmed that people will read...I suppose I will post

This is how my semester turned out:

Poetry = B+
Brit Lit = A
Am Gov = B+
Combinatorics = A
Symbolic Logic = A
Bowling = A

3.73 on the semester; 3.65 cumulative. I can definitely live with that.


I was planning on taking Speech over the summer, but I can only get financial aid if I take 6 credit hours...which would be twice as expensive. Not to mention I'm already going to have, like, 9 more hours than necessary when I graduate; the last thing I need is another class. So I'm just going to squeeze it into next semester. I was really hoping to not have to do that, as my schedule was pretty awesome, but alas.

Next semester

MWF:
Prob/Stat 11am
Speech 1pm
Real Analysis 2pm

TH:
Tennis 12:30pm
West. Lit. Trad. 2pm
20th Cent. Am. Poetry 3:30pm

Hooray!
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    Ozma

Blue

Ukrainian sky
effects a cumulus grin.

The by-way gently perforates
the division
between land
and sky.

Brown beard, with those strange
red interlopers,

twirls under my fingers
compulsively. Reaching,

you free my hand
and leave it resting
on the console
near yours...

The burning road grants
quiet beneath the blue smiling.

We focus on voice,
not ineptitude of body.

From the window, sunflowers
nod their swaying heads.

Veined leaves touching bare;
straining to just

turn
their
heads... Bound

and endlessly tired,
they stretch and yawn until pale;

blanched to sky across
stalk and stem.

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The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to obedience and blood.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is a ninja. Ninjas can birth boulders, and often do for fun/practice.

You'd like for your lover to think you are stealthy and deadly.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was a pirate. No one likes scurvy.

Your ideal relationship has ritual battles to the death. You crave a relationship where you always feel the warmth of bloodlust.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about nothing. You would always break a commitment if you felt like it. You don't need anyone; you're a goddamn ninja.

In this moment, you think of love as something you can karate chop the fuck out of, and you often do so. You're feeling very satisfied with that.